Hello
I have had this story idea for while now I decided to try it. This will be mainly the story of Final Fantasy X but these first few chapters are in the land of thousand lakes/Finland. If any of you have any good tips for writing then please tell me. I hope there are not so many word errors in here if there is then please tell me. If you enjoy it good if you don't i won't blame you I honestly think this is rather a mess but I see if this goes anywhere I wanted. Please enjoy.
Chapter 1: Rest from war
It was almost end of winter that day. Snow was melting all around the land. It was so peaceful in the woods like the war was never happened. But no, I can't forget about it. I walked to the door of my cottage and opened the lock. When I rested my helmet on the table I noticed two letters on the table "I must have forgotten them when i left" I thought and i sited next to the table then I realized that they arrived only few weeks ago. But i couldn't open the letters yet. I needed some time to think first. About this war and the enemy. Just a few days ago I was in the snowy trenches sitting and I was sculpting a piece of wood. Then the hell started. Mortars started raining from the sky. I quickly grabbed my rifle and went to bunkers. Along the way I saw a body of a man possibly only 20-21 years old. I couldn't help so went in to the bunkers to wait explosions to stop. After it stop i saw mass of Russians swarming the field shouting their war cries. I got behind the machine gun and started shooting. I don't even remember how many I killed that day. After they retreated I fainted and I was carried to the nearest field hospital. Then when I woke up I got a vacation.
I woke up my head resting on the table. I never noticed how tired I was. I blinked a few times and looked at the letters. The first letter was from my British friend. His name is John Davies. When winter war broke he was in the small group of volunteers to help our defense against the Russians. I met him in the Mannerheim line and we grew close in there. He saved my many times but not as many times I saved his. I broke a little chuckle when i thought all those times and they all happened only 2 years ago. In the letter it said that he got shot in the leg and was released from the front lines. He traveled to the nearby town and said that if I ever got a vacation from the lines he would like to visit me. The other letter was from one of the closest person in my life when my parents died in the 1918 civil war. They were dragged to the woods and executed... no Murdered! by the white butchers. I was alone in the hose few days the he came from the door. A German now a veteran from first world war took me in his protection. His name is Wilhelm Schulz.
He is like a father to me. He never returned to Germany after the war. Instead he stayed in Finland and helped me. He even came with me to the front lines when winter war started. We were with John inseparable. Wilhelm wrote that he heard that John got wounded and was with him now. There weren't anything special so I writed replies to them and asked them if John leg was any better we could go to a hunting trip. I also asked them to bring their military gear with them if something bad would happen. I finished the letters and sended them.
After a few days I heard a familiar knock from the door. When i opened the door there was no other than Wilhelm and John. They hadn't changed much from last year when we left to different lines. Wilhelm wore his world war uniform with a white cover over it and the famous spike topped helmet. I have a similar helmet but it is later made without the spike. His face had few new scars and the big old one that he got when grenade shard hit there. He still got his mustache maybe it black color had shade of gray in there also in his hair but nothing major has happened. John wore his British uniform and the flat helmet. He still looked very cheerful but in his eyes were a small glimpse of tiredness. His face seemed just shaved he never liked an idea of a beard.
"It's bloody great to see you again mate!" he practically shouted and hugged me. "Yes its good to see you too John but can you let go you are crushing my ribs" I finally manged to say because it was hard to breath. He Letted go and tapped my back "It has been a year when we last meet" he said cheerfully. "I bet we could got here quicker if Kaiser here weren't so slow" John smiled and pointed at Wilhelm. Kaiser was a nickname that John came up to when he realised that Wilhelm looked little like the german emperor. "I say you lad that when you are my age you will as slow as me" Wilhelm scoffed at John. "And can you stop calling me Kaiser it's a little annoying" He added glaring at John. Wilhelm never liked the nickname but if it's stuck in Johns head then he will never forget it. Then Wilhelm turned to me and said"Mauri Talvela(That was my name)how has the year handled you" then he shakes my hand. "Great to see you too old man" I said with a smile. I let them in the cottage"You have everything you need for the hunt" I asked while checking my rifle. "Yes we took the liberty to bring you some more bullets for your Mosin" said John and digged his backpacks pockets to find them. He handed the bullets and i putted them in my on pack.
Wilhelm was looking out the window he seemed to think something but i didn't ask. I yawned. It was getting late i was playing card game with John. We decided to go to hunt deer in the morning. I said good night to them and went to my room. Then i saw a dream at least I think it was a dream. First I was alone then something started glowing then i saw a shape of a boy. "Hello Mauri" the Boy said. "At first I need to say that this is not a dream and secondly my name is Bahamut" He said with a little booming voice at least i tought the voice was booming. "Are you a spirit" I asked carefully. Bahamut smirked "Well if that is what you want to call me but correct term to what i am is fayth"he said. "Why do you want to talk to me" I finally get words out of my mouth."I can go straight to the point if you want"I noded. " I have come to ask you that would you like a trip to tropical place with your friends" he asked calmly. I was little confused but that was something that they and I needed. I knew that the war has taken its toll on them and me. I didn't think much when I said almost shouted "Hell Yes! Bahamut just standed there for while said "As you wish" he said and turned away and I could swear that he was smiling. Then I woke up "What the hell did I eat" I wondered and went back to sleep.
That was the first chapter. Pretty wierd start but i couldn't come up with anything else. My three charecters ages are following:
Finnish soldier Mauri Talvela is 29 German soldier Wilhelm Schulz is 46 and British soldier John Davies is 25. Because i didn't tell them in the chapter an I propably forgot to tell in the future so here you go.